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New Hire

We were invited to a New Year’s party by a couple that we didn’t know well. As a matter of fact, neither of us could remember where we met them.

After talking to some of our close friends, we decided to go with the hope of meeting new people to, ah, play with.

Now, I had no idea how to dress for this party. I didn’t want to look like a slut if they were going to say a prayer before dinner, but I wanted to make an impression.

Hubby came through as usual and had my outfit on the bed ready to put on. First, a pair of lace top stockings. Now, I had to make my impression on Hubby, so I put on my high heels and walked downstairs to get myself a drink.

He was at the bar in only his skivvy’s, and when he saw me, I noticed his cock start to salute me. When he told me to get upstairs before he ravished me, my job here was done.

A tight skirt that just covered the lace on the stockings and a button-down white sheer blouse ended my dressing. Yes, I didn’t wear panties. I love the feeling of the air on my bare pussy.

On the ride over to the house, my mind started to think about what may happen and I could feel my pussy start to prepare itself.

We were in the high-rent part of the state and the directions told us to turn down a street that didn’t look like a street. The sign said, ‘Dead End’.

At the end of it was a house. A large house. One floor of all house. There was a lot on one side with a few cars so we parked there and walked to a gate on a tall wooden ...

... face.

There was a keep-out sign on it and when we got up to it, it opened, and a man came out.

“You must be Dan and Lyn? A pleasure to meet you. I’m Tom, glad you could make it. come on in.”

I had to do a double-take when I went through the gate. The backyard was huge and on a lake. Their deck was as big as our house and a full outdoor kitchen and bar told us that there was money here.

As I looked around the first thing I noticed was that the women were equally dressed, so I didn’t feel out of place. We were handed drinks and that’s when she caught my eye.

Now I’m not usually the one that looks at the women. I leave that up to Hubby, but for some reason, she flipped my switch. I’m going to let Dan tell you about what happened next.

Well, I was in a discussion with somebody that was just introduced to me. Don’t ask me what because it was the furthest thing from my mind. I saw my wife looking at another woman and my eyes were drawn to the subject.

She was tall with blond almost white hair that she let fall to her waist. She was wearing a button-down white lace dress. Open to her waist. It was short. The bottoms of her cheeks showed. This and the fact that she was barefoot, gave her an air of eroticism that drew all eyes.

She was talking to a young man when suddenly she threw her drink in his face, yelled out to get out and leave her alone, and stormed off into the house.

The next thing I saw was my wife walking in right behind her. I knew when I saw her ...